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  1. lean

    Anyone else.....?

    Underwear is sexy! Suggests without revealing...
    3 points
  2. TinyJock

    The Intimacy of Honesty

    This is a fantastic post. So much of it I could relate to. My wife and I were "best friends" for five years before getting married. We were both highly attracted to each other, but never hooked up for one reason or another. We both dated others. I heard occasional references to how good some of her boyfriends were in bed and how they were hung (usually big). We finally acknowledged our love and attraction and how we'd made ourselves and others miserable, so decided to take the plunge and get married. Sex was good, maybe even fantastic, but I recognized that I probably couldn't give her the earthshaking climaxes her better-hung boyfriends could (at least through penetration alone). For the longest time "size" was taboo with her, although she'd been casual about the subject before. A few years ago we started opening up on the subject. It started with playful comparisons to her 7.5" dildo which we used occasionally. Now we are completely open about my cock being small and discussing the size of of her previous boyfriends. I've always played the super-confident "alpha" male, tall, good-looking, well-built. It really was arousing opening up about my size, experiencing the sense of vulnerability that this involves. My wife can have a wicked sense of humor at times, and I sure was potentially opening myself up to this. However, being open about having a small cock and the insecurities surrounding -- something I'd always kept hidden -- this has resulted in a much greater sense of sexual intimacy between us. It has resulted in a few surprises. Although my wife has admitted that she "physically" prefers a larger penis, she's also confessed to being extremely aroused by my having a smaller cock, that she finds its contrast to my large physique and its relative vulnerability on my part especially erotic.
    3 points
  3. That picture doesn't even look good to me. When I see a man in his shorts, I like to see some roundness to the package. This is too oblong. It doesn't look supportive. It would be like a picture of me in a bra, with my breasts the same length gravity has made them. A bra looks better when it pulls my breasts up, in, and more to the center than where they sit unsupported.
    2 points
  4. topdog

    Anyone else.....?

    I've had that same 'we'll just use blankets' stuff! You have my sympathies. And Canuck, you're absolutely right, but the same logic applies of course - duvet covers are MUCH easier to wash than duvets. So, you know, yay underwear for the same reasons: I don't want to be washing trousers daily. And they look good - why do you think there are so many adverts showing sexy men in their briefs or boxer-briefs? AND, if they're supportive, they give you a better package!
    1 point
  5. My high school's urinals had no dividers and I always peeked. It wasnt great for me knowing who was big or not, especially since at my school everyone knew everyone in all grades. Tgere are few places where there arent dividers anymore, plus I've become more pee shy over the years. Sports stadiums almost always have no dividers though.
    1 point
  6. RodEnuf

    Anyone else.....?

    @Tsoren Are you outing yourself for posting . . .
    1 point
  7. Tsoren

    Anyone else.....?

    Okay, I realize that it is not cool to quote yourself, but I feel it is my duty to inform people that placing your car key fob in your underwear can have unintentional consequences that may be extremely embarrassing. I was at church a few days ago, my mind started to wander during the sermon and for some reason I felt myself becoming erect. No problem. Or so I thought. Well, the big guy wasn't use to having all of that paraphernalia crammed into my briefs next to him, so in becoming erect he must have hit the wrong button on the key fob. Suddenly, a car alarm goes off. The whole congregation began checking their purses or pants pockets for their key fob. I drew the scorn of those in my pew as I reached into my underwear and fished my key fob out and deactivated the alarm. Next Sunday we will be church shopping. (Let me just say that no animals were hurt in the making of this story and the author took considerable liberty with the truth in writing this. Actually, he could be rightfully accused of fake journalism. But I had nothing worthwhile to contribute.)
    1 point
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